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"You slept with them.” Allison blinks at her, lips twisted in a moue of disbelief, “Like,” she leans in to whisper, “both of them?”
Lydia scoffs and rolls her eyes, “Yes.”
Allison clears her throat, "Wasn't it weird?"
Lydia shakes her head slightly, “I had a good time.”
“But, it’s Derek and Stiles. I just-“
“Look,” Lydia a hand up to silence Allison, “they were already going at it when I showed up. Stiles answered the door looking all disheveled and sweaty. Admittedly, I was a little surprised, but when Derek called out for me to either leave or join in.” Lydia shrugs, “I simply chose the latter.”
“Oh my goodness, Lydia. I can’t believe you-“
“Seriously, Allison,” Lydia purses her lips and sniffs haughtily, “you know, as well as I do, just how good sex with a werewolf can be. Don’t sit there and lecture me about who I choose to sleep with. They offered and I took them up on it, end of story.” Lydia inspects her fingernails, eyes flicking up to watch Allison as she says, “Besides, it’s not like it’s the first time and it definitely won’t be the last.”